Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

[What a great Chinese translation, the entire mission context suddenly became clear! 】

[Should we connect with Brother Haizi and the others on the forum? The prerequisite for covering is to know their action plan, right? 】

[I think we can wait until our mission becomes clearer before taking action. After all, this is not a real spy movie. We and Brother Haizi have system communication and docking methods beyond NPC recognition, and we can also see each other's head IDs. Don’t worry about the drama of fighting with each other and trying to instigate rebellion for a long time, but in the end you find out that it’s all your own people!

Moreover, the mission prompts and clues we have here have obviously not been fully revealed. If rash actions affect the judgment of Brother Haizi and the others, it will cause trouble for the bosses! 】

[That’s right, that’s right! 】

[Wait a minute, compared to the problem of contacting Brother Haizi and the others, I think we have a bigger problem that needs to be solved! I don't think this task can be completed in one day, so will our going offline arouse the NPC's suspicion? 】

[...Fuck, I feel like the production team may indeed be plotting against us in this kind of place! 】

【Ah ah ah my brain is glowing again! 】

[It may not be your brain that is glowing, but your bald head! 】

After the players of [Succubus Team] discussed the strategy, read and recited various precautions that needed to be observed in the lair of the Knights of Light, the old servant appeared again.

"Everyone, due to some force majeure, we are temporarily unable to teleport you directly to the camp that was attacked. You will be teleported to the military town of Milecon over there. You need to follow General Osbe's orders to act."

As he spoke, he walked towards the huge mirror that stood abruptly in the center of the basement. The old servant walked around the mirror three times with strange steps. The mirror suddenly violated the rules of physics and lit up in this lightless environment.

The mirror seemed to have turned into an illusory kaleidoscope, with eccentric blocks of color blooming one after another, dazzling and beautiful.

The players let out a small exclamation, and then were pushed into the mirror one by one by the old servant.

The next second, they staggered out of the other mirror one after another.

The muscular bald man in the lead quickly tightened his abdominal muscles, exerted his core strength, and instantly stabilized his staggering steps and stood up straight. The second guy who fell out was hit hard on his thick back, and he covered his painful nose with an "ouch", but at least he didn't fall to the ground unsightly.

Although his aesthetics that are different from the public have often been criticized and discriminated against, at critical moments, the bald man's muscles did come in handy. He also reacted very quickly, quickly making way for enough passage, and promptly supported every teammate who stumbled out.

When Feng Qi got out of the mirror, what he saw was the Knights of Light who were waiting in front of the mirror to watch a joke but failed.

A majestic old general was surrounded by tin cans from the Knights of Light. The tin cans were like the sea parted by Moses, making way for a straight path. The old general who was calm and powerful walked all the way to several players: "Tell me your names."

Feng Qi and others immediately followed the instructions in the work manual and performed a complicated courtesy on the old general. Then everyone took out their letters of introduction, showed their badges, and reported their introductions one by one. Fake name on the letter.

These pseudonyms were given by Elode for them. The black boss who now lives up to his name in the underground flower street felt that the names of these adventurers were too weird and convoluted, and they were not suitable for taking jobs in the dark city of Pizrol.

People like them who live in darkness always need some real and fake names in order to wander between light and darkness. Since adventurers already have a name for adventure outside, they will naturally not resist more. A flower name dedicated to the underground flower street.

It's just that these "underground flower street" exclusive flower names have now naturally become "exclusive for the Bright Church area".

As the coordinator of the mission, when Bishop Leto came to ask for people, Elode naturally reported the pseudonyms he had given. Now, all the certificates obtained by the players also have these names recorded on them.

Different from the random IDs created by the adventurers themselves, these names are all serious ones like "Juli Tim", "Meowthina"... Okay, maybe these names are not that serious after all. The Eight Classics, but in this world, it already belongs to the normal style of painting, and it will not challenge the rigid cognition of the members of the Knights of Light.

So, after a light knight checked the documents of several people, these "heresy judges" successfully passed the first level and gained the approval of the old general.

"I am General Oshoum Osbey, responsible for guarding the important military town of Milecon." The old general's voice was hoarse and low, but quite majestic. You could feel the pressure just by listening to it: "The night before, there was Two members of the evil god with octopus heads attacked the nearby Boromi camp, causing a large number of casualties to the Eighth Company.

The church sent you here to investigate this matter thoroughly and help us deal with the two evil gods' relatives. "

He sneered: "I personally think that this is just a redundant move. The Knights of Light can handle matters on their own territory and do not need interference from others. However, this is an order from the Pope. What qualifications do I, a little general, have?" What about begging?

Since you are here, you have to be put to good use. Half of you stay here and defend with us, and the other half go to the Borromi camp to find the clues you need.

Oh, by the way, the teleportation mirror of the Borromi camp was destroyed by the two evil god followers, and it is impossible to teleport. We can only trouble you to run over with our replacement knights.

As for who stays and who goes, you can discuss it yourself. "

After the old general finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a large group of tin-canned knights of light surrounded him and filed out again, leaving only a messenger soldier wearing leather armor in the room.

"My Lord Judge, I am the messenger assigned to you." The soldier was young, with many freckles on his tender face, "My name is Billy, if you need anything here, please tell me."

Feng Qi nodded to him friendly, and then turned to his teammates: "Let's first determine the division, who will go to the Borromi camp and who will stay?"

"I'll go to the camp. "The muscular bald man said, "It feels like going there is a physical job, while this side is a battle of brains. I can handle the physical work, but I can't use my brain."

Everyone laughed.